Chapter 172: Clash of the Titans
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The online voting results were almost evenly split between the two guilds, with Mad Dragon Guild slightly behind Saint Martin by a few thousand votes. Many players who enjoyed the spectacle and disliked Mad Dragon Guild wished for Saint Martin to crush them.
After the two guilds officially went to war, the number of spectators skyrocketed.
All mbers of Saint Martin Guild were dressed in exquisite attire, each wearing custom-made clothing. Frank’s long black robe fluttered in the wind. Their appearance exemplified the saying “clothes make the man.”
On the other hand, Mad Dragon Guild appeared to have failed to build the sa level of montum. Frank’s wand hovered lightly in his hand, with a green crystal emitting a faint glow.
His voice was full of contempt. “1 heard they are strong, but I think it’s because they have never seen true power!”
“These pitiful races have lived their entire lives in lies, believing themselves to be powerful, which can’t be helped.”
These two foreign language sentences instantly caused an uproar among the netizens who understood them. It was fine to have a little trash talk before the battle, but taking shots at all the players was a bit too much. Before they could start their verbal attacks, Han Xing glanced at Frank and retorted in a foreign language.
“Your self-assessnt is quite fair. When you lose, don’t run to mommy and beg for God.”
North Star could not help but burst into laughter. Frank was truly amusing. He openly taunted others but assud nobody understood the foreign language.
Surprised by Han Xing’s retaliation, the color drained from Frank’s face in embarrassnt. He always looked down on these foreign players. He was about to strike back when Celestial Worthy of chanical made an explicit gesture toward him, silently mouthing an expletive.
The aning of this gesture was self-evident. Frank had always prided himself on his gentlemanly conduct in the ga. Even if he was infuriated, he could not engage in a mutual exchange of insults with the other party.
He would never allow himself to be like these commoners. With that thought, his gaze grew cold.
“Dark Erosion!”
With a movent of his wand and a string of incantations from his mouth, Celestial Worthy of chanical seed to be suddenly enchanted, feeling as if soone was controlling his body, moving forward involuntarily. After a mont of confusion, he regained his senses.
It was Xiao Xin beside him who had added a layer of protection with the lotus flower in his hand. Nurous peculiar chains were entwined around Celestial Worthy of chanical.
“This is a lesson for those who speak out of turn. Next ti, it will be the end for you.”
Frank stared down at Celestial Worthy of chanical, his eyes full of disdain. It filled Celestial Worthy of chanical with such fury that he was on the verge of exploding.
“How dare you lay hands on ?! You’re dead!”
“Laser Pulse Superweapon, activate!”
In the next mont, nurous gun ports erged all over his body, unleashing a barrage of bullets that erupted into radiant streams of light.
The others wasted no ti after Celestial Worthy of chanical took action. Turban Qiaoqiao imdiately drew her bow in mid-air, launching a hail of arrows toward the mbers of Saint Martin Guild.
The arrows were extrely fast, and she was the first to break through the defense of the Saint Martin Guild. Celestial Worthy of chanical’s quickly assembled his cannonballs, posing a significant threat of damage.
“The Grand Magic Defense Formation.”
A gigantic purple magic formation shielded everyone from Saint Martin Guild, blocicing all the arrows one by one.
It was the first ti they had seen such a powerful defensive formation, and White Jade Snow Orchid’s eyes lit up, waving her Wind and Rain Fan.
“The Poisonous Gas Formation!”
A green magic formation appeared out of thin air in the area of the Saint Martin Guild. Guild mbers hurriedly raised their defensive skills, and the next mont, they started receiving damage notifications.
“The Tree of the Goddess!”
A towering tree materialized behind the mbers of Saint Martin Guild, neutralizing the Poison Gas Formation.
“Ice Elves!”
“Earth Escape Technique!”
“Holy Light Annihilation Bullet!”
The players from Saint Martin Guild launched several attacks at Wind Flower Snow Moon, who was casting a protective shield. Indeed, it was true that in guild battles, priests were usually targeted first.
Fourteen Continents’ face tightened and he imdiately summoned his skill, “Raging Waves!”
A great massive wave manifested out of thin air, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, pounding on the mbers of the Saint Martin Guild.
“Frozen for a Thousand Miles.”
Double Stream Storm’s hands froze into ice, with an icy chill perating the air around him. Pattering Little Horse blew a strange tune on his flute. As soon as the lody started, the mbers of the Saint Martin Guild were montarily stunned. By the ti they reacted, they had missed the optimal mont for defense.
Frank was furious and waved his magic wand, “Necromancer’s Wall!”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Seizing the opportunity, Celestial Worthy of chanical finished charging all the cannonballs in his hand. “Fire them all, blow them up!”
“Boom!”
At the mont when the two skills collided, the entire scene was covered in thick smoke, making it impossible to see the situation on the other side. The mbers of the Mad Dragon Guild remained highly vigilant.
“Breeze Chant.” Wind Flower Snow Moon’s voice was very soft. A gentle breeze swept across the snow on the Mad Dragon Guild’s side, and the snow continued to rise, dispersing the thick smoke on the battlefield.
Myriads of white skeletons tightly enveloped all the mbers of the Saint Martin Guild, forming a huge protective shield. All the skills from the Mad Dragon Guild had hit these skeletons, pulverizing so of them to powder.
“Disperse.”
Frank’s voice ca from inside the skeletons. Upon hearing the command, the skeletons burrowed into the ground. The mbers of the Saint Martin Guild were unhard.
Both sides had not used their full strength in the initial round. Frank’s face darkened with fury. The Necromancer’s Wall was a limited skill that could only be used once in a battle.
These despicable players had actually impelled him to use this skill. However, upon reflection, the offensive tactics of the Mad Dragon Guild earlier seed to be limited to only those few skills.
“Jack, stay focused on covering later,” Frank said to the priest behind him, leaning to the side. Jack imdiately nodded, indicating that he would be protecting him wholeheartedly.
“Jianghu, take down the opponent’s priest later.”
“Xiao Xin, make sure to protect the backline.”
After Han Xing finished giving orders, he glanced at the arrogant Frank and said, “This person is not easy to deal with, leave him to .”
He rembered that in his previous life, Frank was a renowned master of death in the Second World. No one could survive under his death magic attacks. Today, he was eager to face him and have a taste of it himself.
“Charge!”
Han Xing fiercely commanded. One Sword Horizon, wielding a long sword, had already leaped in front of all the mbers of the Saint Martin Guild. He had a clear target in mind, directing his slash straight at Jack..
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